So, “if you can sniff glue and execute people at the same time that means you a pure gangsta”, Im not, Im bored as hell. On the plane to Vegas, via Amsterdam and Minneapolis. Its quite possibly one of the longest flights I have ever had to undertake. That and all the paperwork, I filled out the online E-visa, does that make a difference with all the papers which need to be filled in on the plane? Of course not we are going to the states! Food on the plane, well, as ever nothing I would get excited about. The attendant offered us “Chicken or Pasta”, chicken or pasta what happens when they have beef or chicken pasta or? Anyway, I had the chicken, I debate if it had ever been alive at any point before it made my plastic tray. Instead of offering the usual muck on the plane couldn’t they offer us Cornish Pasties? I am really desperate for a pasty! Even a cold one, it doesn’t have to be heated up. Just like the coal miners we are in a cramped environment, its potentially dangerous and I won’t see daylight (real daylight) for a few hours. It’s a perfect airline food, coupled with some pickled onions and a piece of fruit pie, yes it would be a little heavy but tasty! ‘Smash your Pasty‘ by Buzzcocks is also keeping me entertained, if you can understand the lyrics well don’t complain if you are offended. Buzzcocks is possibly one of the best chav comedies I have seen in ages. Maurizio sent me a couple of his old videos he just uploaded to youtube, well worth checking out - C‘est La Vie (1987) and Don’t Ask me Why (1985)